Lyrics:
that enough?
You got to give it up,
Give it up baby.
Give it up.
You got to give it up, baby, tell me where it's at.
Well there's a few more
make it
Watch me make it
Watch me make it
I`m gonna make it
I am somebody, yeah
You are somebody
Old Martin was somebody
Before he ever
And it's beggin' for me
Just to give it a tune
The World as we know,
Peace & Love They Let it Flow,
So Join Me Now And Lift Them UP,
And Say Their Names with Peace & Love,
Malcolm, Martin,
Nelson
To somebody else.
Give it to me, give it to me, give it to me.
Love is alive deep inside you
But you're afraid to set it free
Give me a chance
Let me
out the Dawn on Martin Luther King (yeah)
I hustle hard, I go and get the check (go and get the check)
They want me dead just like I'm Malcolm X (ha
It's too much for me to take
We're gonna love one another 'til morning comes
Seek the sweet salvation for what we've done
Give up resisting one by
up this old Martin box and go and join some band
But I guess I'll just stay right here just pick and sing a while
Try to make me a little change
Watch me make it, I'm gonna make it
I am somebody, yeah
You are somebody
Old Martin was somebody
Before he ever started march on Washington
Old Bobby
You give me
You give me life
You give me
Three hour drive, I'm headin' nowhere
I've got the time now that you're not here
I keep travelin' by
I was sitting by the phone
I was waiting all alone
Baby by myself I sit and wait and wonder about you
It's a dark and dreary night
Seems like
and Cosby
I'm like Martin Luther King, you like Rodney
The difference is I give it everything inside me
Dear diary, the fans still swear by me
Even though I'm
Something's gotta give
Check, check
Yeah, nahmsayin'?
Harri' homes, uh, Martel homes, Carver homes, Techwood
Martin Luther King (uh), Bankhead
hop is dead, fuck it, let it rest
Reincarnated through me when she resurrect
Long hair, Blue jeans, live on U-Stream
High top boots like Pac in
in a tight spot
Ashton Martin truck, ride the tail off (vroom)
Had to get a new butler, four new maids to clean my house (clean my house)
Give my
scratches you, 'specially if you black dude
They don't give a shit unless the accused just happen to rap
And they can look good by painting him as bad news
Give me love like her
'Cause lately I've been waking up alone
Paint splattered teardrops on my shirt
Told you I'd let them go
And that I'll fight
He'll make you feel like it's righteous
Give you justification
Oh but you gotta look through
And see the light there
You can't make wrong right y'all
You
get better never give up
Things always get better
It takes time to see
If I believe what they told me
I'd quit a 100 times by now
One thing led
"Give me one more chance"
And them smokers screamin' "One more gram!"
So I'ma bring 'em one (chyeah)
Only son to my pops
Stick close to my momma, keep
easily influenced by the niggas I'm around
See that Aston Martin when I start it hear the sound
I ain't never graduated ain't got no cap and gown
But
imagination
Give it a whirl, give it a try
Try standing on a corner watching all the girls
Watching all the girls, watching all the girls go by
Brother
I got myself
By an obsession
It's on
Another dimension
Don't need a whole
At protection
Cause it give me
All I've been getting
It give me
Give me respect, dammit, or get damaged
Die young, corpse identified by your parents
Apparently you're a parrot
Mocking me and my blueprint
But I won't
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